And you call this a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?

The ignored Kunpeng burned with rage but dared not act out. He could only cast pleading looks at Di Jun and Tai Yi.

After all, with the Sanqing and the Two Sages of the West all striving to prove Dao and become Saints, if Di Jun and Tai Yi were willing to devote the full strength of the Demon Race to help him seize the Primordial Violet Qi, he, Kunpeng, might still have a chance.

But to Kunpeng's disappointment, Di Jun and Tai Yi clearly adopted a stance of standing idly by. They had no intention of antagonizing five future Saints for Kunpeng's sake.

Just as the standoff dragged on, a surge of towering blood waves suddenly rolled in from the horizon. Old Ancestor Ming He, treading the Twelve Petals Karma Red Lotus, sped over from the Nether Blood Sea.

"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, This Seat has brought the Twelve Petals Lotus Platform you wanted. Hand over the Primordial Violet Qi now." Ming He's voice was hoarse, a dark light flickering in his eyes.

Old Ancestor Hong Yun's eyes lit up, and he smiled as he cupped his hands. "In that case, this Primordial Violet Qi belongs to Fellow Daoist Ming He."

Ming He's heart swelled with joy at these words, and he immediately prepared to hand over the Twelve Petals Karma Red Lotus in exchange for the Primordial Violet Qi in Hong Yun's hands.

Strangely, no one present made a move to stop them. They simply watched as Hong Yun and Ming He completed the exchange.

But the moment Ming He obtained the Primordial Violet Qi, the deadlock shattered instantly.

Kunpeng transformed into a streak of black light, lunging straight for the Primordial Violet Qi, and roared, "This Primordial Violet Qi rightfully belongs to This Seat!"

Tai Yi's Eastern Emperor Bell rang out, Chaos Qi surging forth. "Ming He, do you even deserve the Primordial Violet Qi?"

The Two Sages of the West struck simultaneously, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Jieyin Baocheng blazing with brilliant light. The Sanqing also unleashed their divine abilities, and the scene erupted into chaos.

Hong Yun, however, had already withdrawn, standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhen Yuanzi at the edge of Fangzhang Island's great formation, watching the melee with amusement.

Nuwa covered her mouth with a light laugh from within the island. "This Ming He truly overestimates himself. When the Primordial Violet Qi was with Hong Yun, they held back, fearing the Mountain Sea Great Array. But now that it's in Ming He's hands, that restraint is gone."

Qing Xuan shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "You underestimate Old Ancestor Ming He. Don't forget, he's known as one who will never die as long as the Blood Sea remains."

As he spoke, Qing Xuan took a single step and appeared atop Fangzhang Island. The battling crowd all froze, stopping in unison to stare at Qing Xuan.

The Sanqing, in particular, wore bitter expressions the moment they saw Qing Xuan appear. After all, they had suffered too many losses at his hands.

Tai Yi's face darkened. "Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, do you intend to meddle in this matter as well?"

Qing Xuan cupped his hands toward the crowd. "This Daoist does not care about your struggle for the Primordial Violet Qi. But if you start a full-blown fight in This Daoist's dojo, This Daoist cannot stand by and do nothing."

The Two Sages of the West already held a grudge against Qing Xuan over the incident at Zixiao Palace. Seeing him appear now, they felt their chance for revenge had come.

They snorted coldly. "Who do you think you are, to order us around?"

As he spoke, Daoist Zhun Ti raised his Blessing Divine Pestle and sent it flying toward Qing Xuan, clearly intending to put him in his place.

At the same time, Daoist Jie Yin added, "Take this Daoist's advice—do not involve yourself in this, Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, or else..."

Before Jie Yin could finish, Nuwa's cold voice cut in. "Or else what? I'd like to hear it."

Seeing Nuwa suddenly appear, even the Two Sages of the West were taken aback. The Blessing Divine Pestle that Zhun Ti had launched was casually blocked by Qing Xuan right in front of him.

Di Jun and Tai Yi exchanged a glance and quietly retreated half a step. Though unwilling, Kunpeng's eyes flickered with wariness.

Ming He was even cleverer, immediately positioning himself beside Hong Yun.

After a moment of shock, Zhun Ti was the first to react, sending a secret voice transmission to Jie Yin. "Senior Brother, Nuwa's cultivation is only at the early Quasi-Saint stage. You and I have reached the mid Quasi-Saint stage. Why fear her?"

As for Qing Xuan's cultivation, Zhun Ti simply ignored it. He didn't even consider how Qing Xuan had managed to block his Blessing Divine Pestle, instinctively assuming Nuwa had helped.

Hearing this, Jie Yin's confidence swelled. He lightly stamped his foot, and the Twelve Petals Heavenly Dao Golden Lotus appeared beneath him. At the same time, the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag shot toward Nuwa.

Nuwa sneered, unfurling the Mountain River Society Map to block the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag. She then hurled the Red Embroidered Ball at Jie Yin.

Unfortunately, the Red Embroidered Ball failed to breach the defense of the Twelve Petals Heavenly Dao Golden Lotus, stopped cold in front of Jie Yin.

This irritated Nuwa, and she prepared to go all out to break through the lotus platform's defense.

But Qing Xuan pulled her back from behind and said to her, "Just two ants. Leave them to me."

As he spoke, Qing Xuan took a step forward, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand. The fan pendant clinked with a crisp sound.

Then, a gourd detached from the pendant. It was the Purple Green Gourd, one of the Seven Gourds, capable of nurturing Spiritual Treasures.

The Purple Green Gourd grew in the wind, soon reaching about three feet in size. As its lid opened, a powerful suction force emerged, directly pulling the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag inside.

Qing Xuan closed his fan, and the Purple Green Gourd transformed back into the fan pendant, flying back to the fan as if it had never left.

This shocked Jie Yin greatly, as he could clearly sense that his connection to the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag had been severed.

Zhun Ti, nearly mad, charged at Qing Xuan, trying to snatch the fan from his hand. He had already realized it was an extraordinary treasure.

At that moment, a flash of Xuanhuang Qi appeared in Qing Xuan's hand, and the Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler materialized directly before him.

Though the Pangu Imprint on the Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler could not suppress the Two Sages of the West as it did the Sanqing, it still had a certain effect on them.

Thus, Zhun Ti's movements slowed slightly—and that slight delay gave Qing Xuan his opening.

The Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler stretched to a hundred zhang in length and slammed heavily onto Zhun Ti's back, smashing him straight into the East Sea and raising ten-thousand-zhang waves.

Then, Qing Xuan swept the Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler horizontally, aiming directly at Jie Yin.

Even with the Twelve Petals Heavenly Dao Golden Lotus beneath his feet, Jie Yin was sent flying ten thousand li backward by Qing Xuan's strike.

With a mere wave of his hand, he had forced back the Two Sages of the West and even seized their Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag. What kind of battle power was this for a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?

As the crowd stood stunned, Qing Xuan's voice rang out again. "This Daoist repeats what he said before. I care not if you fight to the death. But if you dare make a move in This Daoist's dojo, do not blame This Daoist for showing no mercy."

Having said this, Qing Xuan paid no further attention to the crowd. He led Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, and Old Ancestor Hong Yun, turning and heading back into Fangzhang Island.